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Willingly take on tasks that are behind the scenes

Be the one who is able to proactively take on the troublesome tasks that no one likes and for which they are not recognized. By doing so,, you will be filled with a genuine feeling of accomplishment.

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Oyashikiri

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Yesterday came and went, it can not be recalled or relived. What was, was. So often I find myself with an idea … and I don’t write it down. “I’ll remember” I tell myself.. but I don’t. Oh I recall I had this brilliant idea, but what the idea was…. ah… well… let’s just say, it may or may not surface again.

Discover the joy of transforming yourself

When you realize how much you have changed for the better, it fills you with true happiness. Strive each day to improve yourself.

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Oyashikiri

Saturday

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At times we all pretend

Letting dreams and memories

run wild in our imaginations

Then happens the day

When “pretend” becomes reality

So real you know what it is

to be alive

Reality is escape

From the bondage of freedom

Q


Good relationships begin by greeting each other.

Acts of respect and courtesy are reflections of how much we value others. Make it a point to be the first to greet your family, people at work and around the neighbourhood.

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Oyashikiri

Thursday

Saying goodbye to the door that opened for me for the last 27 years. Now I am saying goodbye. It is old and worn, but it was “home”…. the handle my husband installed so my aging Mother could get up and down the steps safely… the curtains I found to hang that reminded me of my trips to Japan. The railing that once was sturdy and strong is now slightly wonky and in need of repair… I refused to change the door over the years, inside I bolted it with make shift security blots/chains… it gave me a sense of security…. but really the old door was ready to retire. What does the future hold in store for it.. who knows.. I have to move on. Saying goodbye to the house has been easy, because I know that the time has come for me to turn a page.. but leaving the door… that breaks my heart.

I now live in a new upscale apartment complex with big windows, elevators and steel frame doors… it will never welcome me home like the “old” wooden door. Now I have a concierge and many new “things” to explore and get to know… but you all know… that this “old” door, will never be forgotten.

NO.. I never wanted it painted…. I loved it just the way it was.

Always express your true self with honesty and integrity

We feel a deep sense of joy when we are able to express our true selves. Always focus on your true feelings and express yourself honestly.

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OYASHIKIRI

For more doors, visit Dan Antion’s No Facilities site for the Thursday Door feature https://nofacilities.com/2025/07/03/carnival-doors-3/

Wednesday

Needed a break from the heat, humidity and at times rain.

Every day is a new beginning… I remember taking this picture, the day was cool, crisp and invigorating. Hard to find that these days, it has been scorching.. uncomfortable and heavy.

In the PL Prayer, there is a passage “ all humankind who are brought to birth in accord with your Creation are endowed with individuality and intelligence to live an artistic life, for the sake of the world and for the sake of humankind.”

Chill everyone… till soon.

Oyashikiri

well hello!

They came, they looked around, satisfied, they left. Thank you! Ian/Chantal, great pictures.

Everyday we are blessed with gifts from the world around us. It’s important to take a moment each day to say “thank you” for the unexpected pleasures that come our way

Harmony bring us peace

Let’s strive to always maintain good relationships at home, at work and in the community we live in.

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Thank you everyone for checking in on how the move is going.. Thanks to wonderful kind thoughtful friends… I am moved in to my new abode… Pure Zen.

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LOL it does look slanted, but when I go and look at it … it looks fine, could have been the angle when I took it… anyway, the minerals are safe away from furry paws.

The Brats play cowboys or space cadets not sure, all I know is at some time in the wee hours they go into frisky mode and use the bed as a trampoline to dive over to the bureau where their cat tower is. Thankfully I’m in a dead sleep.. and barely wake now that I know what is happening, The first night or two.. it was a bit un-nerving

No one can take away the joy you get from putting your whole heart into something,

The joy your feel when you’ve put your all into something its yours alone, Nobody can take that away from you,

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Have a good day everyone. happy start to a new week.

Oyashikiri

The Sun

The sun that had warmed and welcomed her earlier that day was no longer friendly. She lay in quiet despair feeling the unrelenting heat, burrow down deep into her body. The ground under her was hard, unforgiving and uncaring that her body hurt. Where once she thought of the sun as a healing energy and one that gave life, she now thought only of how it was slowly killing her with it scorching blistering persistence on her now barely living shell.

The once slender arm that one gracefully waved to friends and showed her animation for life, now lay limp and useless across her eyes. Her parched throat tried in vain to find one tiny drop of saliva ..anything to relieve the thirst that raged inside her she felt her soul evaporating drop by drop into the stillness around her. Nothing moved. The animals knew to conserve their energy. Not a sound could be heard … and she had no energy left to try to cry for help.

How long she lay in the semi state of consciousness, no one would ever know. All hope for rescue was gone, she simply let herself go.

It was at that moment that she felt rather than saw a presence. She knew her eyes would not open, her strength was gone. Maybe the angels had come to take her away from this burning inferno. Maybe… he would once more feel the cool of a shaded nook, and feel the fresh green grass beneath her feet. If she were to die now… she would be rescued from this horrible state of passive death.

What was that…. a sweet smell … the air around her had changed… Then yes… she felt a drop on her lips. A gentle rain, just enough to slowly wind its way down her throat and give a feeling o reprieve. She knew she could not move… so she lay and accepted the gift from the “gods”…. her body was bathed in healing rain, drop by drop she felt her skin greedily take it in.

Maybe she would see tomorrow… maybe there was hope… as her body drdank t his blessing from above, she felt the earth beneath her begin to take shape and mould to her now drenched body…. Her arms that had been limp and useless now began to lift in prayer to the skies.

Her eyes opened to the world and she knew she could stand tall and be strong again. In letting go and accepting the moment of despair, she had welcomed the unknown, in doing so, it became her friend…. she was free to embrace the sun again.

In death, comes a new beginning/life.

Q

Monday

Good morning everyone,,

Heal from the past

Simply be here

There is only NOW

Cherish what can’t be measured

New Zealand is very beckoning. This picture my friend posted has an almost surrealism to it. Moving has had a dramatic effect on me.. I am still putting together the pieces that shattered around me during the start of the move.

The reality of my situation didn’t hit me till I was able to distance myself from what “was”. You all know the expression,. “one can’t see the forest for all the trees”

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in my case it wasn’t a small change.. and… when the reality hit, it was a whopper.

Till soon..

Oyashikiri

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